After rebirth, I want to marry the dark guard every day

Yun Zhongyao is usually not used to having people wait for him to take a bath, but seeing Yun Mo's awkward appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

Turning over and lying on the wall of the tub, revealing her white back, "Wipe it."

Yun Mo walked over nervously holding the long scarf, he didn't know what he was nervous about.

His eyes stuck to Yun Zhongyao's back uncontrollably, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Yun Mo felt that something was wrong with him.

The hand on the back was a bit heavy, probably because of martial arts practice, it was not as good as Yun Zhongyao's delicate skin and tender flesh, and his hands were not light or heavy.

After a few strokes, Yun Zhongyao's back turned red.

"Easy."

"Yes... I'm sorry." Yun Mo relaxed his strength.

At night, Yun Zhongyao was awakened by a nightmare. Since he came back, he would dream about things from his previous life every night. The nightmare followed him like a shadow, and no matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of it.

Hearing the movement in the room, Yun Mo immediately came in, looked at Yun Zhongyao nervously, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Yun Zhongyao's face was pale, and there was still sweat on his forehead.

Yun Mo looked at Yun Zhongyao worriedly.

"You go out first." Yun Zhongyao didn't want Yun Mo to stay here anymore, he didn't want anyone to see such a fragile appearance, even Yun Mo was no exception.

It's just that Yun Mo didn't leave. Instead, he took a few steps forward and sat by Yun Zhongyao's bed.

"What are you doing?" Yun Zhongyao pursed his lips with a cold face.

"Your Highness, forgive me." As he spoke, he grabbed Yun Zhongyao's hand involuntarily.

Yun Zhongyao's expression was slightly cold, and his tone became a lot harsher, "Do you want to disobey orders?"

Yun Mo shook Yun Zhongyao's hand, but quickly tightened his grip, "Your Highness treats my subordinates well, and my subordinates also want to share His Highness's worries."

As he said that, Yun Mo raised his head slightly, and said cautiously, "This subordinate is clumsy and messed up a lot of things. His Highness didn't blame this subordinate, so this subordinate dared to overstep the rules. If His Highness wants to punish him, sleep well first." Sleep, wait until you wake up tomorrow morning to punish, and you will have more strength."

Yun Zhongyao was almost amused by Yun Mo, he snorted softly, turned his head away, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing his reaction, Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, His Royal Highness has a cold face and a warm heart.

Looking down at the soft hand in his palm, Yun Mo felt that His Royal Highness's hand was not at all like a man.

Fair and slender, with no protruding joints, and no calluses at all.

Unlike his hand, although the fingers are long, but the joints are distinct, and there are thin calluses in the palm.

Gently kneading the acupuncture points on Yun Zhongyao's hands.

Yun Zhongyao felt awkward at first, but it didn't take long before he felt a sense of comfort in his hand, and his brain was groggy, and he fell asleep not long after.

A good night's dream.

This is probably the sweetest sleep Yun Zhongyao has had since his rebirth.

When he woke up, even he himself couldn't believe that he really didn't have a nightmare in the second half of the night.

"Your Highness." Yun Mo came in carrying the washing utensils, "Your Highness, do you want to start practicing martial arts today?"

Yun Zhongyao froze for a moment, then remembered what he said to Yun Mo last night, and nodded.

After washing up, Yun Zhongyao and Yun Mo went to the yard and found Shuang'er standing there too.

"His Royal Highness, let's start to stride." Yun Mo said.

"Huh?" Yun Zhongyao was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it practicing swords?"

"Then you have to lay the foundation first..." Yun Mo pursed his lips and said, "Your Highness, your body is too weak."

In desperation, Yun Zhongyao could only imitate Yun Mo's appearance and straddled his horse.

...that pose is so silly.

It wasn't long before Yun Zhongyao's body began to tremble.

"Your Highness, you have to go down a little bit." Yun Mo was very strict, as long as Yun Zhongyao's posture was slightly out of standard, he would definitely speak.

Shuang'er can't stand it anymore, she has been with Yun Zhongyao since she was a child, when did she see Yun Zhongyao suffer so much?

Immediately felt distressed.

She grabbed Yun Mo and said in a low voice, "This is the first time, Your Highness, can't you be more tolerant."

"But you can't be tolerant in martial arts, or you won't learn well at all." Yun Mo's expression was very serious, and Shuang'er rolled his eyes in anger.

Now that Yun Mo's side couldn't work, Shuang'er ran to Yun Zhongyao's side, "Your Highness, why don't we rest for a while?"

"No need." Yun Zhongyao's face turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead never stopped.

Shuang'er took out a handkerchief, and wanted to wipe Yun Zhongyao's sweat with distressed face.

It's just that just as her hand touched Yun Zhongyao's forehead, the strength in Yun Zhongyao's body seemed to be removed, and he fell limply to the ground.

"Your Highness!" Shuang'er exclaimed, and quickly reached out to help Yun Zhongyao.

Yun Mo was also taken aback, and after helping Yun Zhongyao up, he scratched his head.

Why is the Seventh Prince's body weaker than he imagined?

"Yun Mo, let's stop here today, if it continues, His Highness will not be able to bear it." Shuang'er said, seeing Yun Mo seemed to be hesitant, and glared at him.

Yun Mo opened his mouth, and finally pouted his mouth, and said with a little aggrieved, "Okay then, let's go here."

Yun Zhongyao took a sip of the tea poured by Shuang'er, panting non-stop, and raised his head slightly when he heard Yun Mo's words, "Is there anything else?"

"Your Highness, let's run around the courtyard together with his subordinates."

Shuang'er rolled her eyes and almost fainted from anger.

Yun Zhongyao looked down at the clothes on his body, no wonder Yun Mo brought him a good outfit just now.

"Your Highness, come here today, don't run away, you can't take it anymore." Shuang'er stomped her feet anxiously, just wanting to persuade Yun Zhongyao to give up this idea.

However, Yun Zhongyao stood up, "Run."

It's just that before running a lap, Yun Zhongyao fell to the ground unbearably after half a lap.

Fortunately, Yun Mo was by his side, and supported him with quick eyesight and quick hands, so as to prevent him from falling and hurting.

"Your Highness, why don't you forget it..." Yun Zhongyao's physical fitness was beyond Yun Mo's imagination, and he felt that it should be done step by step.

Yun Zhongyao leaned on Yun Mo's body, took a few short breaths, and then calmed down his breathing. He slightly raised his head to look at Yun Mo, and there was an unusual flush on his pale face.

"I can't walk anymore." Yun Zhongyao only felt that his legs were as soft as noodles.

Yun Mo supported Yun Zhongyao's waist with his hand, looked down at Yun Zhongyao's flushed face, swallowed unconsciously, and then hugged Yun Zhongyao by the waist.

Yun Zhongyao's eyes widened in an instant, and a look of surprise appeared on his usually expressionless face, but he didn't struggle because he really had no strength left.

Shuang'er waited anxiously in the courtyard, and what was waiting was Yun Zhongyao who was carried back by Yun Mo.

She looked at the two men in astonishment, and couldn't believe her eyes.

Yet there was a strange sense of excitement.